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Newspaper Page TextPACK TWO TirEPFOTlD MATL TTCTBTTNT5, TirFDFORD, OREGON, FRIDAY. SEPTErBEE 25. 1936. THE WORLDfP WITH A FENC:3Bfe A New Novel ay Marian Stmt rn ss!ssaaesc SYNOPSIS: Now Oarot Torranoa and Blake Thornton ara about to tmse thoir great trial. For they love , each other, and Illaka it on hie way to vloridn to tell hie cold and eel Mh uHe trma the truth and aek her to divorce him. Carol and Blake have told each otner good-bye. ana Porter, a casual Mend ol Carol'; ne come to tuke Carol to tha train. Porter it on H. Khtch ie unusual enauph to cause Carol to loke him about it. Chapter 33 CONFESSION nORTER zrlnnen. "Have to be, Trains and hlp are tha only tli In st I can't bluff Into waiting for xne. Of course I could bear missing ttals one, but I'm afraid it'd make me unpopular," "You're darn right li would." Ehe phoned tor the porter and then turned and smiled at hlra, "I'm sorry I can't ask you to sit down." "Oh, yeah? You're fairly champ ing to be off. Vlbratln' with excite iment and ail that" She was startled. And I thought I was calm, she told herself: It's a good thing there's a trip ahead to Justify me. She said lightly: "Who wouldn't bet I haven't seen my family for six months." "That's the way to see a family," be said bluntly. "Every six months," "Cynic. She picked up uer gloves and pocketbook and went to open the door for the bell-boy. When itbk Negro had taken her bag. Por ter stared at her gravely. "I wish yon weren't going." "Rut I'll be back Thursday, and jon sometimes go for days without eelng roe. What's the difference?" "A lot. I don't Ilka .ne idea of your being out of roach. How about let ting me drive over to Meredith and bring you back?' She held bor breath. Actually she was coming Wednesday, because Blake would be back then, "That's sweet of you, but I don't know. Ill drop you a note. . . ." When ' I've thought up a good excuso, she added to herself. The city was gay and brilliantly lit as they drove through It, A deceptive brilliance, she thought, hiding weari ness and unease and a despair inten sified by the knowledge that despair bad no place In the picture. Remem bering the disillusionment of her last Christmas at nome she tried to steel herself by expecting nothing this time. Nothing but three days wl'h br family, who were incapable c disappointing her. Porinr was quiet, too; apparently absorbed in his skillful, breath-taking driving. At tha station he bought magazines and chocolato, and put ner on the train with his usual flour ish. Porter hud a llalr tor living; even tho most casual attentions took on a certain grace and signifi cance when he performed them. He sank down beside her for a minute. "Soe anybody In IhlH car that you know?" "No. Why?" "Nothing." lie grinned, and leaned swiftly over and kissed her. "'By. beautiful. Plrsse decide to let mo rlv you back." Ho went down tho aisle without looklnp at ber again, and sho sat and tared blindly out (he window. CUB would not, Carol had promised berselt. couddo in any of her fnmily. Hut she had overlooked Pat's gift of divination. 8undny nttornoon 'be pulled himself Inxtly from his chair and stretched. "1 feel like a stuffed hog. How's about a brief turn tround the Mall, Carol, before the caller-- swoop down end start their drlnkln'?" "It sounds that attractive," sho admitted. "You, too, Jill?" Jill shook her head and smiled. "I've sot a date with a man." The last vestlgo of oons'ralnt ahout Don b.u! vanished, Cnro. real tied glmllv Ho Mine and wont gal I; and mad. no attempt to hide his hspplneis and his devotion. Don as a iroBvec-live brothoMn-law was far more satisfactory than Don as a pos sible husband. "Oh, In that caso. , . . Where's Mllly?" she asked Pat. "Upstairs sleeping off her eating Vg. Come or " They ent off briskly and turned towards the hills beyond the house. "You haven't foraotlon how to walk." Pat approved. "Even If you are a city slicker." "I'll never be that, I'm afraid. Those beastly pavements still hurt my feet: i like grass, and red clay, t.n drt my wclkfng on." She van tmvtirlng ngain tho souse ot ease atui completeness that Pat's prejrnre Ir.npired. She might never know rlrr-n here, she .callied, so ef fortless a rompnnlonshlp as hers with Pat. KC OVER YEAR AGO NSW YORK. Sept. 35. (AIM riiuiK rt"firln(i In 22 leading cities tctnilixt siuus.'fU.ooo In the week en1eU Bi piemlH-r 'J3, Dun fc Bltul tret reported today. This s pain of fl.S per cent over eLurintu of f5C40.U8.000 reported In Uie snnt wiv a year ago, but was ei.lf.njlo.ooo under the prevloiia werk a figure. IVorhip. -,t New York city re g. tt ait.ta-j i-.rj ooo, a decline or 3.0 per cent cor, r:l. eel with I3.J53.871, 1)00 in tho Mm In IMS. The total at ouuiile ri.ter of I3.lioen3.ooo m IS 5 i.- cnt gresier than Hie llt.ift C(,ipp.irutUj. All i.i:.-.;.ip (.nter except Omnha reigned t:o .ii ulna rver s year ago Um Mil. li..,-uio ami soa. When they had left the pavement for the dirt road she threw back her head. "Gosh, this Is good I Why do any of us struggle along In cities?" "Because some of us want on thing and some of us want another." "And aome poor Idiots like me want it all. The eaae and leisure of a little town, and the breadth and va riety of a city." "Sure," Pat aald comfortably. "And the thing to do Is to decide which on you want worst, and then quit look ing over your shoulder at the other one." She wrinkled her nose at him. "You're so bloomin' sane for an esthete. How do you get that way?" He scowled. "Smile when you call me that, durn youl I dunno; 1 guess I'm Just lazy. It's a swell substitute tor sanity; fools the smart guys every tltpe." She breathed the cold air deeply, and let ber eyes sweep the quiet fields about thom. The fields were sleeping now golden brown with sedge and weeds and dead corn stalks and the soil beneath their feet was red, and crusty from frost. The Old Red Hills of Georgia, she thought with a swift nostalgic ache: 1 cant Imagine living anywhero else In the world. Pat said lightly: "Ot course this walking buslnoss was a gag. I want to bear about you and bow you're making out," SHE knew at once that she was go ing to tell him about Blake. That the thought of Blnko bad been In ber mind like an orchestral ac companiment to everything she had done and said and heard In Mere dith. And that she wanted desperate ly to talk about him, and to hear hla name spoken aloud. She said slowly: "Well, right now I'm like a pris oner at the bar, waiting for a ver dict." He looked sharply at her and then straight ahead. "What do yon mean?" She told blm, In a quiet, controlled voice, about Blake, and Irma, and Blake's mission. Pat listened In com plete silence until she was done, then he said: 'He sounds like a pretty grand guy." "He's all of that. I'm living for tbe day when you and be can know each other." 'This wife ot his. What's she go ing to do?" What was she? Carol wondered. Hor worat, whatever Blake might hope for. She sold slowly: "God knows. Blake thinks she'll be decent, but that's because he's a man, and decent himself. He's got no Idea what devils women can be even when he'a lived wltb one for years. I've never seen Irma, but I've diagnosed her aa an egomanlae, It there's such a word." 'And If she refuses to play ball?" Pat asked quietly. "Again -God knows. I said I'd go all the way with him." "Good for you." He had drawn her arm through his, as If to Interpose his own strength between her and Irma's uncompromising hate. "Just remember this," he went on steadily, "that people have a genlua for forget ting things like that. You may have a tew weeks of bell before you brine hor around, but when It's over the pack will forget all about you and start tearing the flesh oft a new vic tim. Hang on to that," "I'll try. Because of course you're right. I can stand tbe hell so long as It doesn't ruin what Blake and I feel for each other." "It won't unless you let It, That's up to you and him. Will you bring him up here as soon as you can no matter which way It's going to be? I'll have the ground all broken and the family In line when you say the word." "You dnrllng! I'll do It aa soon as 1 can. He wanted to come this tlmo. but 1 thought we'd better wait." He turned and looked closely at her. "This what you've been looking for kid?" Hor color and hor voice deepened. "Tlila Is what I never expected to find anywhere. Evon it this were all, I'd still feel better about living and dying." His arm pressed her against hla side. "Thai's the way to talk. 1 envy yon like the devil." She was suddonly ashamed ot her own absorption. "Pat, you're worse that I've been. Sooner or later you've got to get out and find a life for yourself." She smiled faintly. "Ird, what a lover you'd be!" Ho laughed shortly. "Don't fool yourself. The girl would he entirely out of luck assuming that I ever found her." (Coovrtglit. tilt, y Marian !) Rlkt met trms mast, and yt don't mit, Monday. E HAH GOLD DRAIN PARIS, Spt. 34. AP Th Bunk of France raised Ita discount rut train 3 to R percent tnrtny in diss tlj mrosure to dnm tl outward flow of Frn j eh pold resrrv. Financial circles, however, watched anxtounly In rear the rise might fall to atop the drain on gold. tiankrra believed tho onler gave the government "at leant a temporary re spite." The British pound eased In change after going above "77 for the first time since June, 1034, NKW YORK, tkvU 2$. ( API Wall street wntched the French fi nancial situation closely today but with the general belief that devalua tion of the franc or institution of a gold emhnrito would have little reper- STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX for further proot addreas the author, inclosing, a stamped envelope for reply. Beg. V. .8. Pat. Off. 'Pt!lr ONCE ConTAIHEP pmgSSiiS ALL OFMERM AMI Strange as It seems, America waa named by a Gorman professor, In a French school, for an Italian navi gator In the service of the king of Portugal I Martin Waldseomuller, a young German geographer at the French school of St. Die, becamo Intensely Interested In the accounts of the Italian navigator, Amerigo Vespucci, regarding his discovery of a "new world" In the 'region now known as Central Brazil. Tho professor applied the discoverer's first name to desig nate the land which Veapuccl had allegedly first brought to light. Aa editor of the Latin work, "Cos- mographlae Introduction Wnldsec muller first published the name ac 'America." It soon came to be gener ally applied to the entire South America continent- eventually In cluding North America also. Ktrst "lift He 1 1 its" Thought he was author of tho books that from 1830 to 1800 served aa the entire literary education of n large percentage of America's school ohlldren, William Holmea McOuffoy received an astoundlngly low sum for the copyrights on his "renders." The most accurate out! mutes quote TAILSPIN TOMMY- I m HEM BUSTY, 111 PUAG MAM, APPROACHED THE AMCIEMT WAR TYPE FLAME THAT HAD LAMPEW OM TH& MAID RUNWAY or THREE-P01MT AIRDROMt....HE 3AWOME"miriG THAT nPE Hirl YELL 1IT TERROR ..ATP RUrt TOWARD THE CONTROL TOWER. 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